I’ve mentioned it before, but I often must admit, I’ve spent many years spending Saturdays in Britain.
Throughout this journey of mine, I have found that while some become big in Japan, I’m proud to say I seem to have made a little mark in the UK. I’ve been in a couple of magazines, and sold teddy bears and books to quite a few people there. Perhaps, as E.M. Forster says, “You see? It was ancestral voices calling….”
So, I just wanted to take a moment on this perfectly beautiful and crisp Saturday to thank all of the wonderful people of Britain that have taken note of my work. I wish I could be there with you. Would love to take a trip to the Isle of Wight. Maybe some day.🙂 Maybe I’ll get the chance to step the green grass in a shepherd’s field as his flock grazes beside me. Perhaps I’ll one day get the chance to sit quietly beside you in a field of blooming wildflowers and hear you tell me about your day. Maybe one day I’ll be afforded the opportunity to wake with the grace of the piercing sunlight in a little village that still believes that big, welcoming smiles get more done than screaming voices.
I can safely say, as Mrs. Wilcox once put it, “Charles is like me, you see. He truly loves England…..He’s on a motoring tour in Yorkshire.” That’s the England I wish to someday see….
A great many thanks to all of you in England. Thank you for welcoming me into your homes and hearts, for embracing me, and appreciating my work, and for treating me not as a foreigner, but as your friend.
I can’t tell you what that means to me.🙂
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